User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/Tavern of the Rusted Claw/@comment-5343292-20120813153758/@comment-25220117-20121128141700

''The ship's deck was empty of creatures but for a tall, thin searat toying with the sickle blade thrust into his large, silver-buckled belt, the crew having been ordered to eat at a table in the main cabin. He looked up at the ferret as he arrived, nodding to him with a bored expression on his features'' "So yore who Stragg wants me t' give my posishing to, eh?"